The Worst Best Friend: A Small Town Romance by Snow Nicole

Author:Snow, Nicole
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ice Lips Press
Published: 2021-11-07T16:00:00+00:00

* * *

“Ow,” I mutter, jerking up with a stinging kink in my neck.

I must have dozed off. The next thing I know, it’s after three in the morning when I check my phone.

Weston’s place looks darker than ever, this dense shadow in the distance. I could’ve missed him while napping and I wouldn’t even know it.

Sigh.

Frustrated, I head to my bedroom, undress, and crawl into bed with a yawn. I’ll just have to give him the rundown about Carson in the morning.

I consider texting to make sure he’s home, but I don’t want to wake him. Nor do I want to become one of those girls—the fluttery social butterflies who get so clingy they send guys running like their butts are on fire.

The next morning, when I’m up and caffeinated, I’m excited to see Hercules at the fence, grunting a hello as I walk across the lawn. I’d checked on him yesterday evening with Faye, and though he was up and walking around, he still hadn’t been quite his usual perky porker self.

He’s Mr. Congeniality this morning, mushing his adorable black snout between the boards before I arrive.

“Good morning to you, too, big guy!” I say. “Glad you’re feeling better. You really gave us a scare the other morning.”

He grunts affectionately, trotting toward his feed trough as if to say, less talk, more food. This belly wants to make up for lost time.

Laughing, I dump the bowl’s contents over the fence.

I’m surprised to see feed in the trough.

It wasn’t there last night when I was over with Faye, meaning Weston already fed him this morning...and that means he’s home.

After adding the scraps and setting the empty bowl on the ground, I walk to the back door of the house and rap at it softly.

Why do I feel so jittery?

My knock goes unanswered and the door is locked. Walking around the front, I notice his pickup isn’t in the driveway.

My heart deflates as I pull out my phone and open my contacts.

Did you already leave for work? I came by to give Herc breakfast, I text.

It feels like an hour passes waiting for a reply. Really, it takes no longer than a quick walk to the porch, where I open the screen door and check to make sure the front door is locked. Can’t be too careful with these break-ins way too close for comfort.

Yep. Got a lot to do before I meet Faulk at Aunt Faye’s with the new security stuff. How’s our boy doing? He looked better late last night when I got home.

My disappointment hitches up, even as I tell myself there’s no good reason it should while I’m texting him back.

Hercules looks better today. More like his old self and his old appetite. He’s gobbling up last night’s scraps right now. I add a pig face emoji.

His reply is almost instant.

I figured he’d dive right in as soon as he could eat again. Crazy-ass drama hog. Thanks for feeding him.

A gif of a pig almost as big as Herc suckling at a baby bottle follows.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.